Ryan's Choice

"Thank you!" Ryan bowed to the Female Warrior.

Teaching and answering questions were both acts of a mentor.

Gaban and Rayleigh had taught Ryan, so he naturally treated them as his teachers. Likewise, he could not be discourteous toward someone who had helped clear his doubts.

This was not a performance. It was the standard by which Ryan measured himself. At his level of strength, there was no need for him to put on an act, since there was nothing to gain from it.

If the Female Warrior had not enlightened him, Ryan might truly never have noticed this problem himself. Those involved could not see clearly, while outsiders could. Nothing described it better.

Ryan could not help but sigh. Professionals were professionals. Fujitora was also very powerful, yet he had not noticed Ryan's condition. Garp might have noticed, but he had said nothing.

"You're too polite!" The Female Warrior waved her hands repeatedly, avoiding Ryan's bow.

In her eyes, she had merely mentioned something insignificant. It did not warrant such a formal gesture from Ryan!

Seeing this, Ryan lightly shook his head and did not insist. The thought was what counted.

Since she had avoided it, he would not force the matter.

On the way back.

"Thank you, Hancock!"

"As long as Lord Ryan gained something from it, I am very happy!"

Ryan was in an exceptionally good mood. Today, he had resolved a major problem that had been weighing on his mind.

What remained was how to choose.

Should he first bring all his other abilities to their peaks, then slowly improve his control over his own strength and break through Armament Haki?

Or should he first raise his control over his strength to one hundred percent, break through Armament Haki, and then greatly strengthen himself in one